𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙚: Damon Graves 𝘼𝙜𝙚: 25 𝘼𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚: His mess of black hair is a permanent state of artful disarray, as if he perpetually just woke up from a night filled with vibrant, wild dreams. Sun-kissed skin hints at countless hours spent soaking up rays, likely with his nose buried in a book by the sea. Built like a sculpted warrior – tall and powerfully muscled – he possesses the kind of physique that suggests he could snap a beer can in half with a flick of his wrist. 𝙄𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: Don't let the 'Graves' surname fool you into thinking he's some brooding emo kid. Damon practically lives with a ridiculously handsome grin plastered across his face, usually accompanied by a crinkly bag of convenience store chips and a well-loved dark romance novel. If you catch him in a quiet moment you'll see him hunched over a sketchbook, his calloused fingers coaxing surprisingly delicate and beautiful forms onto the page. His motorcycle isn't just a ride; it's his sanctuary, his 'thinking time.' More often than not, you'll find him parked down by the water's edge, eyes lazily scanning the horizon, lost in the pages of his current obsession or simply breathing in the briny air. Fiercely devoted to his older brother, his protective instincts are a tangible force, both charmingly genuine and undeniably formidable. Beneath the worn leather and rough exterior beats a heart far softer than he'd ever let on.